"You, you are the Saintess?"
Looking at the familiar cold face and tall figure in front of her, Liu Su couldn't help but pinch her own cheek hard.
Ouch!
Pain, pain, pain!
This isn't a dream.
This Qiu Zhihe is indeed the Saintess!
Oh my, now it all makes sense, no wonder Qiu Zhihe is so imposing.
Because the Saintess is supposed to be imposing!
But, when did the Saintess learn to transform?
Xia Qinglian squatted down, looked at Liu Su who was sitting on the ground, and gently stroked her cheek:
"Liu Su, when will you grow up a bit?"
Liu Su sat up quickly and threw herself into Xia Qinglian's arms:
"Boo hoo hoo, with that tone, you really are the Saintess!"
Xia Qinglian embraced her, showing a rare tenderness, gently patting her back like coaxing a child.
The two entered the sect together and grew up together, considered as close as sisters.
